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The End Begins

After one of the more interesting and eventful summer “breaks” (and by “break” I mean “I’m not in class”) I’ve had in recent years, today marks the first day of the fall semester at the College of Charleston. Most notably, it’s my last semester as an undergraduate. This day’s come about two or three years later than I would have liked, but it’s here and I’m happy. Needless to say, I’m ready to be done; the proverbial light at the end of the proverbial tunnel is increasing in brightness, etc. I could throw a thousand cliches at you — and in fact, I had several queued up here — but I’ll spare you.

What a long, strange trip it’s been to get here. Over the course of the semester, I’ll probably be quite reflective here and on Twitter. These last several years certainly have altered my entire outlook and path, and thus demand the respect of documentation for at least my own records.

So with apologies to Tantric, the end begins today and goes right up to December, when I’ll walk across a stage and receive a blank piece of paper that LOOKS like a diploma (the actual thing will show up later). Until that final walk, I’m happy to have you all along for the ride, and I’m thankful to those of you who have stuck with me since I restarted this journey back in 2006. Your support — most notably the “it’s never too late to go back” pep talks — really have helped me through.